Follow My Star

Your talking about the moon
appears a little weird
as the radio plays romantic tunes
your heart is getting seared.
Every starry night in June
you declare a mystic sign
in your point of view incredible —
predictions work out fine.
Each time we’re out together
your funny words sound better
you tend to complicate
the simple things in life.
Follow my star
and it will guide you to
where you belong,
don’t wait too long
for there’s a reason
you could do no wrong.
Follow my star
and it will guide you through
the longest night,
don’t hesitate
it might be blinding
for it shines so bright.
You’re reading horoscopes
each word you do believe.
As a matter of fact your poems
show a state you have to leave.
Any little step you take
you want me to precede,
would you ever listen if I drop
the charming lines you need?
Each time we’re out together
your funny words sound better,
you tend to complicate
the simple things in life.